I haven’t read any other Marisa de los Santos books, but thought I would give the new one, The Precious One, a try. It was predictable and a little cheesy, but a good read, nonetheless. Parts of the story weren’t fleshed out enough for my liking (the looking for the history of her dad for example), and I was irritated with the long-lost love storyline and how shallow it all was, but it was a good vacation read and one that I looked forward to each time I picked it up. Light and airy, nothing taxing. Sometimes that’s a nice change.